Dancing God

His name comes out in a cry

Krishna

my mouth rolls with anticipation

look how He dances on my tongue

how with each step He presses the soft sole

my skin rising in ecstasy

and He rolls on the edge of my heart

from His hands mercy flowing like rivers

I yearn for Him to find me

pull me up from the back of my neck

place me on His chest

father-like with warmth

this time I will not leave

for I have known darkness and strangers

enough enough

now He comes home

a golden pulse of life, unmovable light

He watches

and I catch His tears and make them my own

as He becomes space of silence

the unspoken words and happenings of my life

as He becomes sweet taste on my lips

the soft turning of time

on my tongue

He dances dances dances

and never stops